How did I get here?

Over the course of the last year, Reed Johnson's life has made some interesting twists and turns, and sadly, very few of them were for the better. Now, to get her away from the scenes that provoked her post-traumatic stress, her father has chosen to move the family back home to Nazareth in Pennsylvania.
Both old and new friends quickly start to make an impact on her life, and pretty soon, Reed is caught up in a web of drama while dealing with a lot of stuff herself. With an already fragile mental health, who knows how she'll end up?


12. Piano lesson

A/N : Augusta & Celina these next few chapters are for you guys! You guys are my inspiration. You guys are the key to this story! Love you crazy people!!!


I walked into the music classroom and sat down by the grand piano in the middle of the room. I was five minutes early. Two minutes later Tim walked in and put down his bag. "You're early." He smiled. "So are you." I replied and he went over and sat beside me on the small piano bench. "So!" He said clapping his hands together. "What do you want to play?" he asked. "I don't know. Anything is good." I said and looked at the keys. I had already had a little experience with the piano when Lara had decided that I didn't need as much practise as the other girls on the dance team and she had me play the piano for them. "Well these are quite simple." He said pulling me back to reality. He had two pages of paper in his hands and he was putting them up on the piano. "Can you read music?" He asked. "Yeah a bit." I said. I was lying. That was a part of my ballet training sometimes. I read it like I read a book.

"So do you think you can play this without my help?" "Sure I guess. I can try anyways." I replied shrugging my shoulders. I put my hands on the keys and music filled the room. I didn't play it perfectly but I was decent. When I finished I looked to him for confirmation and his eyebrows were closer to his hairline than I had ever seen them. "You didn't tell me you could play." He said in wonder. "Yeah I lied to you a little bit." I said looking down in shame. I felt a finger on my chin and he tipped my face up so that I was looking straight into his eyes his face now inches from mine. He put his lips to mine. It wasn't all magical with sparks flying and all that shit but it was nice. Just plain old nice. When he pulled away his face remained next to mine his eyes closed and his breathing heavy. "I wanna hear you play." I whispered in his ear and leaned back. He put his hands over the keys letting them linger there for a moment looking very proffesional.

And then he put his fingers to the keys. It was wonderful. It was magical. It was... It was... I don't know how to explain it. Music flowed around in the room filling me with a fealing like floating. I could see that he felt like that too. I think it was the Moonlight Sonata. We sat there for what felt like an eternity but really it was just about seven minutes. He hit the last keys and sat still as a statue for a moment. Then he turned to me. "So what did you think?" He asked me. "I'm a little rusty cause I haven't played for a while so I guess that was jus-" "Stop stop stop." I said. "That was... That was just wow. You are so so so talented!" "Thanks" he laughed turning a bit red in the cheeks. "Well I don't really need to teach you now do I? You can already play." he said. "Yeah you're right. I have to be at the studio in fifteen minutes anyway. My lessons with Lara start today." I said standing up. I picked up my bag and headed for the door. Halfway there i felt Tim grab my wrist and spin me around. "Before you go... Can I take you out after your lessons?" He asked too shy to look me in the eye. It was adorable. I smiled and said "I'll be ready outside the studios at 18:30. I'll drive." I said and walked out the door. When I was in my car again I let out a little girly scream and then took off.

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